Chapter 27
Mu Qingliu asked calmly, "Song Yin, do you want to go to work?"
Song Yin: [Σ(っ°Д°;)っ]
[Σ(っ°Д°;)っ]
[Σ(っ°Д°;)っ]999999+
[Could it be that he thinks I eat too much rice at home? ]
Song Yin recalled that he had three meals a day recently, plus a bowl of premium bird's nest abalone, and occasionally ate some air-shipped Kaiseki Japanese food, French snails, and Italian cheese and ham slices.
[Is it okay if I eat a little less? ]
No.
No.
[My attitude shouldn't be so humble! ! ! 】
【Mu Qingliu, that bastard, tricked me into marrying him. Although it was just a fake plastic relationship, he had to support me after marrying me. Don't say I eat five meals a day. Even if I eat five tons, it's my ability. 】
【That's great Ｏ(≧口≦)Ｏ. The genes of the surname Mu are indeed full of dirty capitalist blood. 】
【Hey, pervert, your capitalist stench is about to overflow. I'm about to be vomited. I'll vomit for you to see, yueyueyue~】
【My husband either smells like milk or daddy, but your smell is too much! I can't move at all now. How dare you lick my face and squeeze my poor vitality! The
driver was driving, but he didn't expect the young lady's sudden burst of bubbles, which quickly filled the entire spacious luxury car. He almost couldn't even step on the brakes, and he barely parked the car on the side of the road.
Song Yin also felt that the more he talked, the more Mu Qingliu squeezed him, and both sides of his face were almost bulging.
The driver opened the door with difficulty.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, in less than half a minute, the car full of bubbles of complaints drilled out of the car and flew towards the vast sky.
Mu Qingliu laughed, and it was rare to make a crisp laugh.
"I bought you a small laboratory, registered in your name. All the money you make is yours, and I will cover the losses."
The conditions were already very good.
Song Yin tried to organize his words, "I... I dare not."
The little vegetable was definitely tempted. After all, during college, the project team he participated in had a project to study professional content.
Song Yin was socially phobic, and he didn't need to speak at all when doing research. Several classmates communicated completely through data, which was very easy.
Moreover, he had previously fantasized that if he could promote the marriage of Song He and Mu Qingliu, he might be able to get close to Mu Qingliu and let him invest a few zeros in the small laboratory at the university.
Now Mu Qingliu has become her husband by some strange coincidence. Although the marriage line is made of hard plastic that is more corrosion-resistant than PVC, she should not let it go easily when the time comes!
Song Yin's calculations went through hundreds of times in his mind in the blink of an eye. He didn't even have time to record the bubbles of complaints before he agreed completely.
"I... I can't do it."
It's so hard and tiring.
[I can't be the president. I just want to work with the team and get paid.]
It's better to be financially independent as soon as possible and get away from the clutches of the capital demon.
This thought was also frivolous, flashing by and disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Mu Qingliu probably had expected that the little vegetative man liked to dodge backwards when encountering problems, and continued, "Doing business is actually not difficult. If you are not willing to take over the company for the time being, I can arrange a capable assistant for you first."
[He speaks so casually. Are people with capital so nonchalant?]
Mu Qingliu seemed to see it, but seemed not to see it. "As long as you learn a little bit of the art of warding off others, you don't actually have to do much work yourself. Naturally, someone will rush to help you do the work." "
You can also easily find that I basically don't go to work in the company for a week, right?"
Mu Qingliu pinched the little vegetative man's face to show his intimacy.
Song Yin: [The most annoying thing is that people show off in front of me! ! ]
[Mu Qingliu! Did you see such a big tank! ! 】
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Yin thought it was just a nightmare played as a joke, but Mu Qingliu dressed him in a casual suit with soft cotton material and snow-white cotton socks the next morning, but left him without shoes, and removed all the loose belts from head to toe.
The doctor said that the vegetative patients cannot move their limbs, so it is best to wear comfortable clothes and not restrain their limbs for a long time to avoid necrosis caused by poor blood circulation.
When Song Yin was carried into the car, he was still muttering in his heart, planning to pretend to be sick so that Mu Qingliu could no longer force him to go to work.
Song Yin's determination was always like a fence-sitter. As soon as the in-car music sounded and the breeze blew outside the window, his mood immediately became very refreshing. He threw away the idea of pretending to be sick and thought about going to see the office environment first.
Mu Qingliu temporarily bought a ten-story office building as a test base, specifically for Song Yin to test the waters. If he can continue to develop, he will change to a fifty-story building.
The reason why Mu Qingliu became a wealthy man in Beijing was, on the one hand, his family background, and on the other hand, he was bored enough.
Especially for venture capital, it requires sharp intuition and bold investment.
When Song Yin was in college, he and a few classmates did a small experiment on the topic, but it was not very successful. It was just a small experiment by a group of people who had ideas but were not persistent enough and had no family background.
When Mu Qingliu browsed Song Yin's personal information, he learned about Song Yin's special hobby during college.
The field of digital intelligent technology is very broad. With the continuous innovation of new generation technologies such as cloud computing, 5G, and artificial intelligence, the scope of this technology has expanded to the Internet, network security, AI, etc., and has gradually covered various livelihood fields such as medicine, agriculture, finance, transportation, and industry.
From a small perspective.
Digital intelligent technology can only target and develop one of the most valuable research and development items.
When Mu Qingliu carried Song Yin to the ninth floor, there was only one person waiting patiently in the bright and clean house.
Wen Yancheng stood at a height of nearly 30 meters from the ground, overlooking the environment around the office building.
The height of this office building is neither too high nor too low, just like his position and mood at the moment.
If he really wants his wealthy father to trust him, appreciate him, and be willing to invite him back to the wealthy family without any criticism.
Then for Wen Yancheng, it is very necessary to climb the high branch of Mu Qingliu.
When he heard the movement and turned around. He
was surprised to find that Mu Qingliu walked without any sense of heaviness. Instead, he easily hugged a beautiful boy who was not petite, and sat calmly in the middle of the sofa in the room.
After sitting down, Mu Qingliu did not let go of the boy, but held him in his arms, as cautious as if he was holding a precious porcelain doll.
Wen Yancheng had never met Song Yin before, and asked suspiciously, "Boss Mu, who is this?"
Mu Qingliu straightened a few tangled strands of Song Yin's hair, "This is your main partner in the future - Song Yin."
Song Yin?
Wen Yancheng's eyes darkened, why is it another person with the surname Song? The last person, Song He, who had a thousand connections with him, didn't know where she had gone to fool around.
Mu Qingliu added, "She is still my wife."
Wen Yancheng immediately said coldly, "Boss Mu, you said you are willing to help me, in fact, I am very grateful, but now I feel that you are doing things with the attitude of trying to trick me?"
Mu Qingliu had been playing soft hypnotic music in the car on the way here.
Song Yin is asleep now, and he should not be able to hear the content of their conversation.
So Mu Qingliu's tone was quite tough, "As you can see, my wife is indeed a vegetable, but this is just the external appearance you see."
"He is very smart and lively. You need to wait a while to verify his goodness yourself."
And.
"I am very accurate in judging people and have never had any deviations. I hope that your disdainful tone will never appear in my wife's ears again."
Wen Yancheng was shocked by his tone and felt that he really shouldn't have preconceived ideas.
But!!
How can a vegetable be his partner!!
This is too unreasonable!
Wen Yancheng weighed the pros and cons and said, "Sorry, I am rude."
Mu Qingliu said, "As the main investor of your project, I have absolute say and veto power during the trial period. I believe you have repeatedly confirmed this point before signing the contract."
It cannot be denied.
Wen Yancheng nodded heavily.
Mu Qingliu lowered his eyes, held Song Yin's sleeping face with his palm, took out a tissue, and wiped his wife's saliva.
"There are two more points I want you to do."
Wen Yancheng nodded, "As long as it's not too much."
Mu Qingliu said, "You must not let my wife know your name, and no matter what strange phenomena you see, you don't need to tell her. If you can do these two points, I will immediately invest 100 million in working capital to promote the operation of the laboratory."
"My wife's major is digital intelligent technology, and you are mechanical engineering. I am in charge of most of the operating channels in Beijing. You can imagine how huge the profit temptation will be as a result of the combination of the two."
Speaking of the topic, Wen Yancheng finally put his mind at ease. It's just hiding his name in front of a vegetative person.
Very easy.
What's more, he has no interest in the actions of a vegetative person.
Even if this vegetative person who looks pretty good in front of him peed in front of him.
Wen Yancheng dared to guarantee that he would not even look at her twice, let alone help to change her diaper.
So he sat down solemnly, "Mr. Mu's request is not excessive. As long as your wife is really excellent and will not drag us down at the critical moment, I will obey everything else unconditionally."
Mu Qingliu was satisfied. He patted Song Yin's back gently with his hand and murmured, "Xiaoyin, wake up and meet your partner."
Song Yin's lunch break is scheduled every day. If someone calls him in his ear, he will wake up immediately.
However, he opened his eyes reflexively, and his eyelids were still completely out of control.
The voice in his heart rushed out first.
[What a living capitalist, he even exploits people's ten minutes of sleep! 】
【I'm telling you, I get grumpy when I wake up. If you bite my ear again when you call me, I'm going to smash your dog head! 】
It turned out that Mu Qingliu gently bit the extremely sensitive ear of the little vegetable man at an angle that Wen Yancheng couldn't see.
Wen Yancheng was almost stunned by these magical and weird things.
Then he thought again.
It turned out that those dragon kings and eyeballs last time were all the work of this little vegetable man!
For a moment, he didn't know whether to be surprised? Or should he be horrified.
The only action was that Wen Yancheng stretched out a finger and poked the bubble that was blowing on his face.
It was so bouncy.
It was a bit fun.
When he retracted his exploratory eyes, his eyes suddenly collided with Mu Qingliu's.
Mu Qingliu's eyes were sharp, serious, irresistible and absolutely overwhelming.
Moreover, he put a finger on his lips.
The warning was textbook-level, and no one was allowed to disobey or rebel.
Even the protagonist thought that he must not offend the seemingly amiable man in front of him.
So he extended his hand and shook hands with Song Yin.
"Hello, Mr. Song, my name is Xiao Wen."
Song Yin was grabbed by the hand and suddenly became extremely nervous.
Mu Qingliu encouraged him for several sentences.
Song Yin stammered and asked, "Xiao Wen... doesn't sound like a name."
[Fuck! Is there really a surname Xiao in this world? I have lived long enough to know all the surnames! ]
Wen Yancheng's expression remained grim, but he was thinking: It turns out that this little vegetable can speak, but he doesn't mean what he says. No wonder President Mu doesn't let me talk about anything.
It seems that President Mu is also curious about his wife's inner world, right?
Another thought.
Didn't I accidentally become a part of their husband-and-wife play?